Wednesday, December 9, 2009
**Vita, 26- "I'm going on a date with Don! I still am in shock. I really hope he enjoys having me around."
Soon Remy, Meg, Vita, and Brianne were ready and rearing to go.
"Bye, ladies! See you tonight- at elimination!" Don told the rest of them as he hopped into his limo.
**Sharon, 26- Watching the girls leave made me really upset. I want to stay in the competition so bad. But I know my time's up soon. I can see that Don is just not that into me. I thought maybe going on that date he would like me. But that's not true. It's just so hard, being here... away from your family and friends, no one really cares about you. And you have to deal with living with these crazy girls and the challenges! Add Taylor trying to get me to fight with Chanel... *wipes eyes* well, you get the idea."
* * * *
They arrived outside of a fancy lodge, it's stunning structure gleaming in the sunlight.
**Brianne, 21- "Time to get my groove on. I'm totally in my element - schmoozing."
They were escorted in by two ushers, who promptly led them to a dining hall, and they began their buffet. The waitress frented around them, filling plates and preparing cutlery.
"So how do you like this whole experience so far, Vita?" Don asked.
"Ooh, it's been great! I've been doing so much stuff, even just around the house, you know, working hard to be seen! And of course, I've been living with girls I probably wouldn't even talk to otherwise!"
"Aah, yes. The other girls." Brianne laughed.
"Don't even get me started!" Remy cried.
"I know you had problems with Hilda." Don told her. "But she's gone, so don't worry!"
"Well I really don't like Taylor." Remy blurted out, "And I know Meg and Brianne agree with me."
Meg blushed, but turned to Don. "Well, since we've already been on a date, me and you, I suppose I could elaborate. Taylor's just been picking on me. She thinks I'm weak or something. She's just not a nice girl lately."
"Maybe the stress of this competition has been getting to her?" Vita added.
"Well, I had a little bit of an idea." Don told them. "It wasn't exactly hidden or something."
Brianne added, "And she's really horrible to Sharon. She thinks she can manipulate her, since Sharon has no confidence."
This, more than anything, made Don think. "Hm... well, thanks ladies. A toast to the four of you!"
After that, they gathered around the fireplace, snuggling and chatting.
"I guess I was assigned chief fire poker." Vita joked, getting up once again as the flames died down. "Where's that silly waitress when you need her?"
**Don, 30- "Vita's great. Sometimes she's just the most subtle girl, but it doesn't go unnoticed."
**Meg, 30- "Don sat next to me. Me! We had a great time, and he was so... strong, leaning against him, talking about just nothing... it was wonderful, even if Remy and everyone was there."
"What's your life dream, Remy?" Don asked her smoothly.
"Oh... I want to be a famous actress, or singer. I think it would be amazing to sing and act as a job... I'd be doing what I love."
Finally, as the sun set, they tore the house up with dancing. Even Don, who normally would have prefered to leave the dancing to the ladies, loved line dancing with the group.
**Remy, 24- "Don's a good dancer! Who knew?"
Toward the end of the evening, they had had a lot to drink. Remy was slow dancing with Vita, and Brianne was seated close to Don, who was busy kissing Meg feverently.
"Is it my turn yet?" she called, pulling them apart sloppily.
"Hey!" Meg cried, got up, stumbled and fell toward Vita. Remy glanced at Don hopefully, but, then again, she had be making out with him for the last half hour.
"Good." Brianne smiled, picking up where Meg left off. "You're mine, all mine!"
* * * *
Taryn, Tiffanie, and Sharon were busy playing cards in the dining hall, and gossiping, when Taryn stopped them. "Oh no!" she cried, pointing out the window. "Don's back!"
**Taryn, 29- "That means that we have elimination right now! I get so nervous for each one... oh no..."
"Good luck girls!" Tiffanie cried, making a dash for the stairs, while Sharon nervously smashed the elevator button. Everyone else was upstairs, getting ready.
The fifth girl was about to be sent packing.
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